Joseph Rodman Drake

(1795-1820 / United States)

Joseph Rodman Drake Poems

1. Written In A Lady's Album 1/3/2003
2. Song: Oh The Tear 1/3/2003
3. Song: Tis Not The Beam 1/3/2003
4. Lines To A Lady 5/15/2001
5. Song 5/15/2001
6. Lines To A Lady, On Hearing Her Sing 1/3/2003
7. Song: Oh! Go To Sleep 1/3/2003
8. Sonnet 1/1/2004
9. Lines Written In A Lady's Album 5/15/2001
10. To -- 1/3/2003
11. Lines 5/15/2001
12. Fragment 5/15/2001
13. Tennants Anster Fair 1/1/2004
14. Extracts From Leon. An Unfinished Poem 5/15/2001
15. To Eva 5/15/2001
16. To A Lady With A Withered Violet 5/15/2001
17. To A Friend 5/15/2001
18. Fragments 1/3/2003
19. Hope 5/15/2001
20. Lines Written On Leaving New Rochelle 5/15/2001
21. Niagara 5/15/2001
22. To Sara 5/15/2001
23. To Sarah 1/3/2003
24. The Culprit Fay 5/15/2001
25. The American Flag 5/15/2001
26. Bronx 5/15/2001
Best Poem of Joseph Rodman Drake


I SAT me down upon a green bank-side,
Skirting the smooth edge of a gentle river,
Whose waters seemed unwillingly to glide,
Like parting friends who linger while they sever;
Enforced to go, yet seeming still unready,
Backward they wind their way in many a wistful eddy.

Gray o'er my head the yellow-vested willow
Ruffled its hoary top in the fresh breezes,
Glancing in light, like spray on a green billow,
Or the fine frost-work which young winter freezes;
When first his power in infant pastime trying,
Congeals sad autumn's tears on the dead ...

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Lines To A Lady

YES! heaven protect thee, thou gem of the ocean;
Dear land of my sires, though distant thy shores;
Ere my heart cease to love thee, its latest emotion,
The last dying throbs of its pulse must be o'er.

And dark were the bosom, and cold and unfeeling,
That tamely could listen unmoved at the call,
When woman, the warm soul of melody stealing,
Laments for her country and sighs o'er its fall.

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